Day 25: The flight

Prompt: “Hymn to Life” by James Schuyler guided by Hoa Nguyen   We wait for order to settle, like when we lay bricks to build new edifices to introduce us to the neighborhood as owners, keepers of titles, not tenants. They can rent from us, of course. Unfortunately, we cannot part from home-grown papaya fruit […]

Day 0: Nightjars and allies

Prompt: Birds   See me dart from side to side, invisible, like dust, tothe side, of reckoning, like glitter, or starlight, a feint and magic — a closure, a signal, new, sparse, rare, like classic lightning, but no thunder, soundless rain, like whispers from someone yelling into their phones — clearly, something is the matter, […]